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... stood at the intersection, waiting for a taxi.

"Is the wand still working well?" Winnie asked.

"It's doing fine," Winnie nodded, "though there are various restrictions. When I registered, the Ministry of Magic people at the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office bombarded me with a bunch of rules. I had to fill in my home address, was warned not to engage in illegal activities, and told that the trace on the wand would last for a while..."

"But overall," she took a deep breat ...

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